My boy will follow me everywhere – into raging fire, up the steepest mountain, across deepest seas, and into the mouth of certain death.
Everywhere, except when I pick up *his* towel and walk towards the 2nd bathroom.
My boy will follow me everywhere – into raging fire, up the steepest mountain, across deepest seas, and into the mouth of certain death.
Everywhere, except when I pick up *his* towel and walk towards the 2nd bathroom.